Lifestyle course: Essay for next week

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The professor can't quite recall how he got home last night ... he has vague memories involving his class, something about coffee, his student-landlady helping him down the front steps of the school, and then ... nothing. No recollection at all.

Ow. Ouch. Oh dear.

He stands up and walks gingerly over to the window. The curtains shriek at him as they scrape along the frictionless rail, and the unbearably bright light of day sears into his eyes.

My word. Goodness me.

He hauls himself onto his construction platform and takes the short ride to school with his eyes firmly shut and his head in his hands. He arrives back at his classroom/kitchen and surveys the rows of empty bottles. He takes a piece of paper and, wincing at the noise the pen makes as it glides across the surface, he writes:

Next week's topic is hangovers illness, frailty, and disability. One hundred words, as usual, on the topic, in the tray here by Saturday evening.

He thinks for a moment, and writes some more.

Please be quiet. Please.

He pins the note on the outside of the door, and then goes to find something in one of the cupboards. He runs a glass of water, and sits down at the table.

*plink* *plink* *fizz*

The noise is terrible.

Ow, ouch, never again...

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[pure-blooddraco.livejournal.com]

Illness is pretty much the worst thing ever. If something physical happens to you, you are still able to keep your spirits up and are able to move on with your life. But when you are sick you are shut down. You can't think properly, everything annoys you and you feel like it's never going to be over. Thank the gods there are so many medicines out there that can at least make you feel a little better.